when you least expect it...
i admit it, i haven't looked in my girls' backpacks since they went on christmas break. we put them in the closet, did their daily reading, and aside from that... have just had fun. so when i was checking tonight to make sure that everything was in order in their backpacks... this is what i found in my youngest daughter's backpack.
she is in kindergarten, and they have 5th grade buddies that do little activities with them. one of them is to help them write a letter to santa, and then they get one back... from "santa". this was her letter... and the letter she received back. left me in tears... and not really sure what else i should say. just seemed to need to get my thoughts down while they were piled up here in the lump that is in my throat.
now i'm going to go give her an extra hug & kiss.
17 comments:
OM gosh Noel!!! That brought tears to my eyes too.
Noel, that is so sweet! I see a great page coming from you with this!
Christie (cme37)
Love it. My daughter came home with a letter to Santa, interesting what they write. She told me to mail it to Santa. I told her I would. I didn't I put it away with all the other stuff I'm keeping that she doesn't know. Think she will like to see it one day.
Wonder what she will say when she see all her teeth I'm keeping???
also brought tears to my eyes...i treasure things like that, esp when they are young...did she get her doll???
angie (craftyscrapr)
yes... she got her doll. :)
aww, out of the mouths of babes, right? I know the feeling. hugs to the girls from their hawaiian aunty joscie.
many many years ago, my family and i watched The Champ with Ricky Schroeder (now WHY do i remember that???) and at the end of the tearjerker movie, my brother who's 2 yrs older than me--he was 8 then--got up from his theatre chair and declared "i can't swallow. there's something in my throat."
that's how i'm feeling now as i read emma's letter. bless emma; kids are so intuitive. and bless the little grade 5 buddy whose reassuring comments about daddy would've brought tears even to santa's eyes.
excuse me. i need to go get a tissue.
gosh, those letters just suck the breath right out of ya. Kids certainly know how to say exactly how they feel.
So are you saving the letters??
Oh, I just popped in for the first time. What a tear jerker! Thanks for sharing it. Keeps everything in perspective.
Wishing your family much blessing in 2008,
Melissa
Wow she sure would have been disappointed if Santa didn't come thru for her :) Specially after all the clothes that were purchased before the arrival of the doll ;)
Ouch! That hits the only soft spot a big bad military man should have. This is the sort of thing that drives me to my knees to thank God for the blessings in my life, but rips the heart out of my chest knowing that those blessings are 5 months 3 days and 10,000 miles away!
So yah, did I miss the disclaimer that I should have a box of tissue on hand when reading this blog? Gosh, what a sweet little thing she is. She sure does have a special daddy and we are all praying he comes home safe. (In 5 months, 3 days. How sweet is he?!)
Noel, I'm not a person that cries very easily (as opposed to my sisters who will cry over a McDonald's commercial) but this brought tears to my eyes. Please pass along my grateful "thank you" to your husband for doing what he does & making the sacrifices that come with it!
Btw, if you would like some American Doll "odd & ends", my 14 yr old daughter just cleaned out her room. She's holding on to her dolls, but not alot of the misc. clothes & things! Just let me know.
aw sweet!
Wow... little kids, they tell it like it is, don't they? Take care.
Chris
Noel, What a sweet little note. I can't even imagine what it must be like to be a military family. Hug your girls for me - and here's one for you too! {{{HUG}}} Adding Stan and your family to my prayer list...
Cindy (CKMB-scrappycindy)
That post brought tears to my eyes. I check your blog from time to time and enjoy your inspiring layouts and excellent photos. Your family is in my prayers. Thanks for sharing part of your life.
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